Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

the lights focusing on her, there

path to survival

burned with determination

of the nearest assassin, a swift and

precision,

unexpected ferocity startled the man, who had

clattered to the ground, and blood gushed

seized the opening, surging

might very

wasn't just her survival—it was about delivering the evidence

enemies lay in wait, but an ominous sense of doom weighed

make it back alive

no one was immediately behind her, Amber pulled the evidence from

she dug a hole beneath a tree with her dagger

an "X" into the tree trunk, she then moved to the side to make a call

after a couple of

was gentle though tinged with

about to speak when a

arm, knocking her

tumbled down the slope, out of

the line,